I was born and raised on GIN-KO-TIG,
an island by the sea.
Beautiful land across the waters
and home of the Cherokee.
They lived in peace with the Ginkotigs,
a proud people strong and free.
My roots go back in spans of time,
and I am part of the family tree.
The island was milk and honey
before time took it away.
Gone from the island the Cherokee
it brings sadness of that terrible day.
I remember so well the ocean sound
that was sweet music to my ear.
I'll never forget fond memories
in my heart I hold so dear.
The sands of time have washed away
the hurt I had inside.
My thoughts are a gift of yesterday,
my roots to me...my pride.
Written by: Lloyd "Bob" Hudson
Native American Ancestry